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Free Smokes
00:16
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You love Marklar. You will give Marklar free cigarettes.
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2. |
Ol' Jesse
02:53
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Deep down in the swamps of Lou'siana
Where the Tupelo Gum trees lie
There's a man who been wrestlin' Alligata'
Since a young boy, age of five
He don't care much for social inte'action
Lived alone this long just fine
Snare trappin' and a bass fishin'
With a tow line
Wine and Moonshine
Drink from nine to five
Can't take off time
Clock waits for no one
People 'round town 'ould call 'em Ol' Jesse
No one knew his real name for sure
Smelled of wood smoke
A hint of gun powder
And he made a mean peach preserve
There's a legend he can reach down in the water
Pull up twenty Crawdads per turn
No one's seen it, but then no one's really that concerned
Wine and Moonshine
Drink from nine to five
Can't take off time
Clock waits for no one
Jingle Jangle those tin cans
There ain't no sheriff to spoil his plans for you
He's a quiet man
Don't intrude on his land
With deadly aim he'll pump you full of lead
"Where you runnin', boy? Truth be told, I love a good hunt."
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3. |
Paperboy
02:24
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Wakey Wakey
Eggs and Bakey
Momma's got a crack addiction
Turns tricks on Travis Street
Billy wants to hit the snooze button
But you know a little boy has got to eat
Rise
And shine
Whatever happened to the paperboy?
Red
Radio Flyer
Whatever happened to the paperboy?
Billy-"Hey there, Mister Thompson. What'cha diggin' for?"
Mr Thompson-"Mind your own goddamn business, Billy, or I'm makin' this hole one size fits all!"
Billy-"Mornin', Misses Peters. Long time no see."
Mrs Peters-"UP YOURS, BILLY!"
She's a smoker
Rise
And shine
Whatever happened to the paperboy?
Red
Radio Flyer
Whatever happened to the paperboy?
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4. |
The Ostrich People
04:36
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YEEHAW!
Clean my path with machete in hand
Swingin' it strong like a baseball bat
Works tough, but a treasure lies
Beneath Mozambique and Zambia
Odd footed with lobster claws
The Ostrich People of Africa
Hear tales of magic stones
And the folks all speak Malayalam
Damn, ain't that som'p'n'.
Majority rules the colorblind man
Perceive what you believe
Makin' 'em work turnin' glass into sand
Gene Pools on Adult swim
Life Guard's stuck in slow mo'
I think the airs just a bit too thin
Ain't no foot fetish connoisseur
I seen nothin' like this a'fore
White man come 'n put 'em on display
So's to charge two dolla's just to view the strange
No child, I ain't climbin' trees
Does it look like I's got the means?
Some folk poachin' 'em just fo' fun
Chop dem feets and leave 'em, son
Woah, Momma
Majority rules the colorblind man
Perceive what you believe
Makin' 'em work turnin' glass into sand
Gene Pools on Adult swim
Life Guard's stuck in slow mo'
I think the airs just a bit too thin
Got my boots n' my traps
Gonna bait 'em with pearls
So's to take 'em on back to the western world
Gonna pute 'em in a crate
So I can stay up late watchin' reruns of old cartoons
When all's said 'n done
It's all in good fun
Shake hands, part ways, walk into the sun
Let the light burn your eyes 'til your pupils turn white
Makin' life just a little bit rough'a
You must be this tall to ride the bearded lady
Life ain't fair at the worlds fun fair
No, life ain't fair at the worlds fun fair
Come one, come all
Step right up
See what I have in my little chest of horrors
Majority rules the colorblind man
Perceive what you believe
Makin' 'em work turnin' glass into sand
Gene Pools on Adult swim
Life Guard's stuck in slow mo'
I think the airs just a bit too thin
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Marklar Portsmouth, New Hampshire
Marklar is three audacious odd-balls from Portsmouth, NH. Jacob Klag on 7 string guitar and vocals, Michael "Leo" Maiewski on drums, and Alex O'Connor on Bass. Marklar is trekking the greater Nor'eastern Americas, tracking dirty grooves and driving lyrics. They write about anything, jam to all kinds, and will pull you along with them. Dirt/Funk/Rock/Prog ... more
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